Fortune telling is so accurate, you call this psychological consultation?

Chapter 4: Send to work in a cat cafe
Cut off the confession?

Can Can: "...?"

It roared in protest.

Zhibeichu ignored it and continued: "It's not just canned food. The cat food you particularly like, tsk, I definitely can't afford it. Oh, let me take a look at the receipt. This brand of canned food and cat food are both valuable. It’s precious. If you can’t make money, you will definitely have to cut off the supply. At that time, if you want to eat cat food again, there is only one way to go.”

Can Guan turned around: "What way?"

Zhibei Chu smiled like a flower: "I will work in a cat cafe for a lifetime and soothe the hearts of all living beings. Cats with good breeds and good looks like you are very marketable and popular."

Jar Jar: “………….”

It finally understood what its former owner had said.

The abyss will eventually have a bottom.

Only the human heart is the most unpredictable.

To be honest, it started to miss its owner.

Although the master once only knew how to buy magical artifacts and didn't care about anything else. He just messed around with her and starved for nine meals in three days.

But at least...

It won't look so...scary!
In the end, Can Can gave in for his beloved Can Can.

"I work hard and I will do it."

"Okay, we don't raise useless people in Qingming Mountain." Zhibei Chu paid for its knowledge of the current affairs, and opened a can of beef for it luxuriously, "He is a useless cat, do you understand?"

"Meow~"

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At night, Zhibei Chu lay on the wooden bed in the Taoist temple and learned about the life of the original owner from Can Guan.

The corners of Zhibeichu's mouth could be heard twitching.

how to say.

The original owner's surname was also Zhi, and everyone in the industry respectfully called her Banxian.

Specializing in serving celebrities in the entertainment industry.

The work is rewarding, but even more rewarding.

Either on the way to making money, or on the way to spend money.

Can Guan guards Taoism for her and doesn’t know her very well.

Therefore, in Zhibei Chu's heart, the image of the original owner is still vague.

But it's not important. She is very interested in the profession of the original owner.

In her previous life, she was also a star-chasing girl in private.

Doesn't this mean that as long as she works harder, she can still see her idol with her own eyes?

Have fun.

This night, Zhibei Chu slept much better than the previous few days.

Early the next morning.

A black car parked quietly at the entrance of the Taoist Temple. Lin Yan was sitting in the back seat of the car, and her assistant was driving.

The assistant took off his sunglasses, glanced around the outer wall of the Taoist temple, and hesitated: "Didn't you say that this Gardenia Banxian is quite famous? Why do you live in such a ghost place? It's shabby and dirty. It's not as good as our company dormitory."

Lin Yan didn't know either. It was her first time here. "Maybe it's the master's style. It was mainly recommended by Jiang Xianhao. I want to come and have a look."

The assistant looked at her watch. It was only today that she was free to accompany artists. For an [-]th-tier star like Lin Yan, she usually had to take care of four or five.

But she was still quite optimistic about Lin Yan and spoke more directly:

"How's Jiang Xian? I heard from Brother Zhou that she is just a young lady who doesn't understand the world. Maybe someone is trying to trick her. What the master said to her is ambiguous and no different from the horoscope. Just listen to it. Don't Too trusting."

Lin Yan understood this truth, but if she didn't come... she really wouldn't be willing to do it.

As she got older, the newbies in the industry became popular one by one. She appeared on two shows, but she didn't even get the slightest splash.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the company is no longer willing to invest in her.

But the boss always throws her some cookies to tell her not to give up.

She is really lost.

……

On the other hand, look at Zhibeichu.

After breakfast, I felt too exhausted and wanted to go for a run in the mountains to breathe in the fresh air.

But the black robe on her body restricted her mobility.

Zhibeichu frowned depressedly.

When she went down the mountain before, she should have bought two sets of daily clothes.

As for this black robe, she was not used to it.I can only barely wear it as work clothes.

Thinking of herself in the mountains, she couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, it's a pity that you can't shop online."

Gu Guan lay leisurely on the wall and glanced out with round eyes.

"Meow~"

Zhibei knew at the beginning that someone was coming.

Putting on the hood of her black robe and covering her eyes, she opened the door before anyone could knock on the door.

The two people in the car hadn't gotten out of the car yet and couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this scene.

Zhibei didn't even look at them at first glance and said, "Come in."

Then he turned around and returned to the Taoist temple.

"We didn't make any noise, did we?" The assistant's eyes widened.

The cars are loaned by the company, and they are all good cars, so the driving noise is naturally not loud.The courtyard wall is so high, how did that person find someone coming?

It's also weird.

Lin Yan shook her head, "I don't know. Let's go down and have a look first. Don't make people wait too long."

The assistant got out of the car dubiously and muttered in a low voice: "Really or not, this place is so shabby, is there really a semi-immortal?"

Jiang Xianhao stood in the yard, listening to the surprised whispers of the people behind him, and looked at Can Guan again.

The corners of his mouth raised a strange arc.

This feeling of scaring others... is quite fun.

……

She led the two of them to the previous room.

It should be a place where the original owner specially received guests.

Hall.

There are two clay statues enshrined in the room. They are half a person tall and cannot be seen as real gods.The oil paint on it is obviously very old. The color has faded a bit, but it has not cracked.

The entire room is made of wooden structure, matched with the incense that Zhibeichu just lit this morning.

Not to mention, it smells like the green lanterns of ancient temples.

Zhi Beichu sat upright at the wooden table, folded his hands under his body, and said nothing.

Lin Yan and her assistant crossed the threshold and came in, and their eyes were first attracted by the statue.

Not surprisingly, they were frightened. They lowered their heads at the same time and quickly came to sit in front of Zhi Beichu.

Lin Yan was the blessed one, and it was she who spoke first to break the silence: "Master, excuse me, I am Lin Yan who has contacted you before."

Zhibeichu knew it, but she didn't raise her head. She handed over a piece of paper, and the ethereal voice slowly sounded again.

"Write a horoscope and tell me your story."

Lin Yan didn't expect to get to the point so quickly. She glanced at the assistant beside her.

The assistant is not a person without eyesight.

"Should I go out?"

Lin Yan shook her head. In fact, there was nothing to avoid. Her situation was known to the entire company.

Completed the horoscope.

She gritted her teeth and told her about the cold reception she had received at the company during this period and her stagnant career.

In the end, she couldn't speak anymore, her voice was trembling and choked.

"Master, I have persisted for six years. I have worked really hard, but it just doesn't work. Am I not born to be suitable for this kind of rice? Should I give up?"

It can be seen that it is very sad.

Zhibei raised his eyebrows and finally raised his head to look at the other person.

Then...she discovered that Lin Yan had a pretty face.

And a little familiar.

It seems like I have seen it in some drama.

If you think about it carefully, she plays a vicious female supporting role.

The acting is pretty good.

With this filter in place, Zhibeichu sympathized with Lin Yan's experience even more.

But she couldn't answer the question of whether she should give up.

(End of this chapter)